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“Why are you bringing them over here?” His brows furrowed.
“Well, I can’t very well keep them at the house with Charlotte there and the condition she’s in at the moment. She’ll flip out if she sees them. Georgia, my beautiful sunshine on a cloudy day.” I pouted.
“Yes, Conner. The girls and I will address them and send them out tomorrow.”
“I love you so much. You are the best sister-in-law in the entire world.” I hugged her. “Thank you.”
“Babe, I can’t believe you’re doing that behind Charlotte’s back,” Jackson said.
“Why? The invitations have to get sent out—like now,” she said.
“But you don’t even know if the wedding is still on.”
“Why would you say something like that?” My brows furrowed at him.
“Because your fiancée doesn’t even remember you, let alone want to get married in a couple of months.”
“Wow, bro. What a way to kick a guy when he’s down.” I shook my head.
“I’m sorry, Conner, but what you’re doing isn’t right. You can’t force her to walk down that aisle.”
“I won’t have to. She’ll want to.”
“Jesus Christ.” He shook his head as he placed his hands on his hips. “You need to wake the fuck up and accept the fact that the wedding isn’t happening on September 2nd.”
“Jackson!” Georgia spoke.
“Fuck you, bro!” I shouted, pointing my finger at him. “I am not giving up! I will never give up on her, ever!”
“You may not have a choice but to postpone the wedding.”
I stared at him and shook my head. I knew I’d say something I would regret if I didn't leave.
“I appreciate your support, brother.” I stormed out and back to my house.
“Is everything okay?” Charlotte asked as I walked into the room. She must have noticed the expression on my face.
“Yeah. Everything’s fine.” I smiled. “The UPS guy is always dropping our packages off at each other’s houses. How’s your trip down memory lane so far?”
“Interesting.” She looked up at me.
“Do you want some wine or something?” I asked. “I’m going to pour myself a scotch.”
“Yeah. I would like a glass of wine.”
“Great. I’ll be right back.”
After I poured our drinks, I took them back upstairs.
“Here, you go.” I handed Charlotte her wine glass.
“Thank you. What’s this app?” She held her phone up as I sat beside her.
“That’s TikTok.”
“Is it a game I used to play?”
“No.” I smiled. “It’s videos.” The second I opened the app for her, one of my videos where I was dancing appeared.
